Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1887-04-09
BILL NYE'S VERDICT.
ON THE STYLE OF JOURNALISTIC
vALEDlCTORlES.
The Anguished Wall OF the Wallow
World"

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In an issue of the Buffalo Wallow
World, WE find the following:
with this number the time seems
to have fully arrived at which TO cease
the publication Of this paper. Many
of our subscribers will not even get
this issue. To be brief about it. we
were not permitted to remove our
print paper from the Adams Express
office this week, although we have
never, in these columns, said aught
against Mr.. Adams or his justly cele-
brated express. We have paid many a
dollar into the c. o. D. department of
this mans express company. Before
we came west, II physician told us
we could not live without cod liver oil,
and, indeed, he Was right, for have we
not been a {. o. ID. liver oil the time
since we started tins paper?
This last remark is offered as a
gratuitous insult to every unpaid sub
scriDer. Paid up subscribers may omit
it. Or we will go to them personally
and apologize.
"But let us seriously review the past
two years history of the World. What
have we not done to aid and encourage
our infant industries and advance the
tagging commerce Of Buffalo Wallowp
"Let our files show whether we have
done what we say or not. Let reluct-
ant capital read over our pages, cover
ing the past, and answer if what we
now state be not accurate.
Have W. not, at the ~instigatlon OF
leading citizens here doomed the con-
dition of trade, when traffic was dead,
and currency nothing but q hollow
memory?
Have we not through the columns
Of the World asked that a bank be at
once established here, v hen, as a mat
ter of fact, for a year the post office
here has had to sell stamps and take
the pay out of the store?
Have we not been gay and frolic-
some in these columns that the world
at large might not tumble to the woe
within us? Have we not joked and
punned and frolieked in print, when
the shrill north wind was whispering
abroad with his icy breath, he hath
no underclothiug whatever?'
"We had ever been loyal to the town
in which We lived and this last act in
our career shows how loyal the town
has been to us. Other newspaper men
with fewer brains and in better towns.
have grown at1uent. Low-browed
journalists elsewhere, in towns that are
populated by human beings, have done
well, while we, with a fatigued and
vapid constituency, have thrown away
Il two best years and now go forth
only with what is EXEMPT from seizure
and sale.
1--WE kept quiet when the conven-
ton mad. its nomination for member of
Assembly last year and assisted in his
election because he was a Buffalo Wal
low citizen, well knowing even then that
he would be The first man TO put him
self on the five cent counter. We knew
then that he would take anything from
a pass to an uIIguarded watermelon.
But everybody said we should stand by
the nomination, especially SO long as
the nominee was u man VINO lived here.
SO he went to the legislature, worked
for the better protection to muskrats
and downed this neighbors on every
corner. His pay was $3.50 for the ses-
sion, out of which he succeeded in
paying $500 board and $500 whiskey
bills, after which he found by a system
Of rigid economy, he had still enough
left to purchase a two-moment horse
and evade the grand jury.
More than all that we have set up
nights to edit and correct and revise
and punctuate the alleged speeches of
this man, so that his felioW-men would
not think him the intellectual blight
that he is. All through the campaign
his imitation brains tioated about in a
pool Of red-eyed rum, like the speci-
mems in a doctors office dancing on
the bosom Of a jar of alcohol. Then he
would emit a speech! To-day; as the
result Of our toll, he is gay and free in
Canada, while we go forth to begin
life's battle once more, with the bitter
memory of having assisted an intel
lectual angle-worm into a place where
he could market his moth-eaten soul.
I'VE have stood by the people Of
Buffalo Wallow in every way while we
have been running this paper. We
have maintained that good order pre-
vailed hare night and day, when the
facts would hardly warrant this state
ment. We have pointed with pride to
our peaceful record as a town when
the low refrain of the Six-shooter, COO
ing to its mate, came stealing through
the quiet night. We have asked the
pious and prudish east to come and
dwell with us, when we well knew that
no stranger ever walked the length of
our street in a plug hat and lived to
to tell his friends about it, unless the